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Circle Aflame Quatrains

These scrolls referred to as Quatrains were recovered from recent missions into the Circle Aflame lands. As yet we are unsure of their meaning or relevance.

A coffin is put into the vault of iron,

Where seven children of blood are held.

The ancestors will come forth from the Sleepless Dead,

Lamenting to see thus dead the fruit of their line.

Quatrain 142.1

The eye of Ravenna will be forsaken,

When his wings will fail at his feet.

The two of beasts will have made an accord,

And the Black and the Red will be trampled underfoot

Quatrain 17.5

Because of discord and negligence

An opening shall be given to the Cabal of the Dragon.

The Shadow of the Three Sisters will be soaked in blood,

And the Hearths Blood flow with Evil.

Quatrain 82.9

When the snakes abandon their Nest,

And the Mystics Voices are troubled by the Five.

Because of them, a Blood will flow.

The leader flees, hidden in the swampy marshes.

Quatrain 301.2

Near the borders of a falling Nation.

There will be two scourges which they will never see,

Poison in the Knights Well, points to the Five.

Leads to the great immortal secrets.

Quatrain 97.7

At sunrise one will see a great Hatred,

Noise and light rising towards the Peaks of the Starvale.

Sails of Steel and Death come, Anger in their Hearts.

They bring the tainted Weapons to break the order of the Mystics.

Quatrain 375.6

The changing Wind splits the four asunder

As new lands cherish the icons of old

Old enemies offer aid and succour

Waiting for the rebalancing of the scales of Time.

Quatrain 20.21

As six become one, old ties lie in shreds.

Waiting for the Mists to part once more

Daggers at Dawn spell the end of an era

The reborn immortals once more take the field

Quatrain 87.9

The swathe of darkness falls under the Light,

As one vision ends and another begins.

Newfound strength found in furious Law

The four arise to herald the new Age.

Quatrain 127.1

As Law becomes Chaos the hate rises forth.

The storms furious tide turned asunder.

The scourge of the Land, desolation in its path

Gives rise to the Protectors Wrath.

Quatrain 87.9

He will be wrapped in fabrics red as sunset flame,

Born of obscure and dark family.

He who the revered power of the great Sorcerer,

He blew Maeglor’s dust away.

Quatrain 83.1

The one born deformed suffocated in horror,

In the habitable nation of the great Djinn.

The severed hand of the captive delivered,

Hail and thunder, Shaking Earth

Quatrain 88.2

Newly arisen but bound in chains still.

In order to rise, one must fall.

A people forsaken as enemies are embraced.

The end of Time breaks all bonds of old.

Quatrain 56.9

On the day the red one will be taken by raiders,

Because of him peace will be troubled.

Anger and pain will he expose through a false act,

The crooked staff in his hand his mouth sealed.

Quatrain 211.1

The Story of the Voidweaver

And so, it came to pass that the voice of the Mystics was hard to find.

The Shadowsfall the proclaimed enforcers of the Mystics will gathered their Council of judges and debated what to do.

One by one they put their view until Judge Arenal spoke his peace. He called for the Cataclysm to be enacted to force the Mystics from their hiding and to the forefront of this lands power once more.

Rejected by his piers he sought other allies of great knowledge from the Court of Dreyfuss.

They counselled his actions unwise as to change the natural order was not to be done lightly.

Not deterred he pushed on with his plan and studied Â the ancient texts of the Keepers lore.

First one must break the fabric of this land and threaten its existence only then will it enact its own defences and trigger the chain of events that will lead to a Cataclysm.

Seeking allies on this land he came to talk to one of the three, Burblegut Fantasia first of the Mist Weavers, servants of the Mystics will.

By ancient pact Burblegut listened to Judge Arenal the decreed voice of the Mystics and aided his plans.

An ancient barrier held by three Towers, but one was weak and susceptible to the power of the Mists. So was forged a plan to erode this weakness and force a hole in the barrier exposing the tomb of the Myst Lord an ancient creature of the Mystics creation.

Rituals cast the barrier was slowly weakened but such use of Power does not go unnoticed.

Success Judge Arenal had broken the barrier and the tomb stood before him his Â victory was at hand.

Then came war, enemies at hand, the people of the Valley stood against him but what chance have they against the will of Mystics, A Shadowsfall Judge and a Mistweaver surly they are fated to lose.

Battle raged for many hours till dawn came close the final blow by conflict and diplomacy the Valley triumphed slaying the Judge Arenal and convincing Burble Gut of his folly.

But what does this story teach us? That tell is to come for the Valley people soaked in the blood of their enemies parlayed with Burblegut as they had no wish nor will to fight him more, a truce carefully negotiated the Valley left leaving Â Burblegut to find his own path.

The Triangle and its infectious void taint, the lure of investigation, the whispers of power. Time does not erode a nagging instinct to follows ones calling for the pull of controlling such power is great in the minds of whom believe they can.

Burblegut Fantasia looked into to the void and felt its pull and excepted it whole for though ancient and wise folly can befall us all.

And so was born the Voidweaver a sad end to any tale.

Last Updated on Friday, 28 September 2018 11:17

Story of Pradot Vay and the Borovine Lord

Having successfully fled from Pradot Mar and his Valley lackeys, after much wandering across Orin Rakatha, facing rejection wherever he went, ex-Pradot Vay came across a manor, formerly a part of one of the Borovine estates.Â

Easily defeating the undead guardians with the assistance of his followers, Vay took control of the manor, despite the protestations of the pathetic creature that called itself â€˜butlerâ€™ who repeatedly stated that the Lord would return from his journeys soon and that Vay should be gone by then.

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But Vay determined to remain, focusing on gathering components and conducting rituals to increase his strength â€“ no matter what the means.Â

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It was thus his descent into the true darkness â€“ that of the void. And then the Lord of the Manor returned home.

Demanding that Vay bow to him and show the respect due to the Lord of the Manor, conflict ensued.Â

It was a close fought battle. The Lord was old and well versed in varied combatative skills with his thralls skills complementing his own well. Initially it looked as if Vay would be defeated, despite the prowess of his loyal trio and their troops. But then he unleashed the powers gained from tainting his soul with the Void, to devastating effect.

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And so the Borovine Lord fell, after many hundreds of years of life, leaving Vay in control of the manor, free to continue with his experiments without censor.